Here I Go Again...Whiteside

Only two more sleeps to go. Ollie and Audrey are now starting to get a little excited,the reality that they are going to London is beginning to take root. They still have two days of school so holidays are just counted in sleeps. Bags are packed,Tabby and I are consulting our last minute check lists. Have we packed the cables for the iPads,cameras, phones,power packs,hairdryers,electric toothbrush. Travelling used to be so easy in the days prior to technology. You could go on holiday and not contact anyone for the whole duration you were away. It was great. Bad news stayed at home. You were incognito.

Today we are compelled to report back with messages,photos, Facebook,Instagram, Whatsapp, whatever medium we use, we are like addicts sharing our journey with the world. Look at me I have already set up my diary for my holiday and when I return after completing the journey of adventure a book will be made of my ramblings and it will sit on my coffee table with pride until the next big adventure. I am a prolific journal writer,although I never quite make it to the finish. If I do not write religiously every day, I find days missing where I cannot remember where I went, events lost in the scrabble to attend more events, peoples name forgotten,dates scrambled. But the one redeeming factor is my digital camera it records my daily comings and goings like a true friend. The places,times and dates are logged accurately and my brain can relax knowing all is recorded for posterity. On Saturday we will leave Perth and the winter in our wake. It has been an abnormally wet winter and quite cold at night. The UK has been having a bumper summer and by all accounts we may be lucky and share the good weather. Holidays are always bright if there is sunshine. Even ski trips are perfect if the peaks are bathed in winter sunshine. Plus everyone looks happy.

So tomorrow I am off for lunch with a friend,my housework is nearly completed,just the vacuuming to finish off and I can zip the cases,do the weigh in (I’m guessing 22kgs) and then relaxing. Life is good.Les mer